Sunday, February 14, 2010
Meet Me Halfway
I am sitting at my new laptop, eating shortbread cookies and Nutella. Yum.
It's been a while, hasn't it? I have been busy with school and work and Nicky, and I have neglected my wonderful blog. Bad Lashawn.
Well...it has snowed quite a lot in the past week, not as much as further South, but enough to make me want to shake my fist at the sky and curse the fools who don't shovel their walkways. Especially businesses on main streets. That boggles my mind.
Nicky is tickled about all the snow. There is something about snow that turns children into crack addled monkeys. He gets all excited and can't stay out of the stuff. It's cute, but it gets old fast when you start losing feeling in your fingertips. I guess that's the price of being a mom.
Nicky's birthday is Tuesday. He'll be five, which excites him simply because five is "a whole hand". My boy is becoming a man...or so he thinks. He roughed me up a bit today, then looks me in the face and deadpans, "You're still young, my love." Good. Because I was worried that I was aging at an alarming rate. Thank you for clearing that one up. He also wants a real rocketship, which leads me to think that he will be plenty disappointed when he unwraps his gifts and sees the new Max and Ruby DVDs and not the Endeavor docked in our backyard. I doubt NASA would be too keen on lending me a space shuttle for a few hours.
I am doing fabulous in school. I have high Bs in all my classes, something which will improve when I stop procrastinating and read the stuff earlier in the week instead of the night before my tests. I am a natural born procrastinator. It's a talent. Speaking of school, Kindergarten registrations are February 22nd. I have to sign Nicky up--I'm enrolling him at my old grade school, St. Ignatius. Have to keep the legend alive.